Word: storke
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Lewis and Clark, Einstein, Galileo, Edison and test pilots are risk takers, as are BASE jumpers and other devotees of extreme sports. But there is a crucial difference. Society gets no benefit from the latter group, who are solely concerned with selfish gratification. GILBERT STORK Englewood...
STOKING THE STORK Just as the first test-tube baby comes of age--Louise Brown turned 21 in July--there's a major advance in in-vitro fertilization. Waiting four days instead of three before transferring an embryo from the lab dish to the mother's womb can increase the odds of the implantation's success. The new technique is called blastocyst transfer...
Usually (I don't know why) I see an unhappy woman who has drunk herself to sleep. The lit cigarette, which she thought she placed in the ashtray from the Stork Club, has rolled off the night table toward the chintz curtains. She dreams of the man she loved long ago and of a blazing fireplace. The dream is vivid. She can even smell the smoke...
...have a death wish," she tells Bill. "That's so selfish. I have one too, but I direct it toward others." Lucia could be just comedy's favorite device, the useful fool, but Kudrow makes her funny and sympathetic. Her body language is eloquent--she walks like a constipated stork when her arms and tight lips aren't folded in disapproval of the whole rotten world. Attend to the pain in Lucia's eyes and then to the bloom of sexual radiance when she finds a man who says the magic words, "Look for me in any crowded room...
...every page of Susan Brind Morrow's first book, The Names of Things (Riverhead; 232 pages; $25.95). Taking herself into the Egyptian desert, Morrow works as a kind of archaeologist of the living world, digging for meanings as she watches cranes, catches "sundogs" and learns that the saddle-bill stork in the first hieroglyphs represented the soul. Language, she recalls, quoting Emerson, is "a sort of tomb of the Muses... Language is fossil poetry...